Boardwalk town

Eventually you find out that there is nothing here. 
When you visit this boardwalk town

And get to where the sidewalk ends

        it hits you

Once upon a time there were artists and creatives here

Once upon a time there were things to learn and sparkle in our steps

But we’re tired now 

When The parade of clowns dies down 

What’s left to pick of this carcass but a few scraps and some tumbleweeds

And it’s not even the wild west 

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